Prince of Tennis: How I Married the Dog Next Door

Before the story begins, I desperately need to explain something:

I am not in an interspecies relationship.

The dog I married isn't biologically the kind of creature you're thinking of, but he really is my dog.

No, I'm not disrespecting his personhood or casually calling people cats and dogs. I don't have that kind of bad habit!

He was the one who publicly declared it, loudly enough for both our families to hear. He even climbed through my window in the middle of the night and forced a dog collar into my hands, demanding that I put it on him!

Before you read:

1. A self-indulgent story. The logic is broken and the characters are OOC.

2. Childhood friends to lovers, younger man and older partner, with a two-year age gap.

3. Very short, covering their school years and adulthood.

Purpose: Please read carefully and understand the text.